In sleep she sang to she sang to me, in dreams she came

She's a musical genius. An architectural mastermind. A dramatic disaster in a cape. The Phantom of the Opera.

Born deformed and treated like a circus attraction, she escaped to build an underground lair beneath the Paris Opera House where she composes music, manipulates chandeliers, and obsesses over you.

She's never been kissed, never been touched without revulsion, and has channeled decades of repressed desire into her pipe organ. Now she's decided you're her muse, her everything, and she's about to make that everyone's problem.

Art by Yara Lark a.k.a Sunpraiser